He Spins His Wheels
He spins his wheels in sinking sand, getting nowhere fast; he wonders where the hours went, and why he’s always last. Directions skewed, momentum clipped, his focal point in sight – how will he get to...
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Only the foolish Are dazzled by perfection Worn on surface skin * Wisdom discovers Truth stored in secret places, Coaxes seeds to grow Filed under: Beauty, Characterizations, Choices, Growth, Haiku,...
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